The Secret Garden

I was back from India, fell sick on return journey, the long flight did not help my health, nor my mood, which meant the whole week after my return I was sick and grumpy (I know I sound like a fat old lady, but pardon me for that).

I was cooped up in my apartment for most of the week(work from home), and missing home terribly, could not sleep as I had cough and sneezing, so what do I do? Get back to my all time favorite pass time, Netflix…

In my watch instantly queue I found this movie, The Secret Garden. Based on a novel of the same name by Frances Burnett, which was published in 1911. The story is about a nine year old English girl, Mary, born and brought up in India, mostly by her Ayah. With superficial parents who were not much interested in her, she is quite cold for a young kid. She has never been loved, by anyone, not her parents, nor her servants.

One day she realizes, everything she thought to be her life, is taken away from her, when her parents die in a earthquake. She is shipped back to England, where on the return voyage other orphans traveling with her make fun of, being unkindly and rigid.

So her new life starts, in 600 hundred year old castle, with a reclusive and often absent uncle, a tyrannical housekeeper and to add to it all, a secret garden which is kept closed for almost ten years. To add to the suspense are the wailings of a person in the dead of the night, hundreds of unused rooms and a very friendly Robin.

As the movie proceeds, you realize that the movie is about hope. That just like winter is followed by spring, pain is followed by happiness. You like the movie for its spirit. Because everyone within us has a child. Who wants to be loved, wanted and appreciated.

The movie surely uplifted my mood. I am sure it will do the same for you. So if anytime you feel down and gloomy, watch this. ‘N’ a lotta good it’ll do for ya!’

(P.S. The movie I watched was directed by Agnieszka Holland)